"Has any one been here?" he asked. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Sampans with fish and fruit and vegetables swarmed about, while overhead gulls wheeled and swooped and circled. “This ain’t no place for you. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone. " She pursed her lips and uttered a whistle, piercingly shrill and high; and instantly she became the object of intense astonishment on the part of the other diners. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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